Pippin & Jeremiah; March Residence.
"I've... collected them," he offered. "I've had Espresso for a long time, but Heart and Cinnamon are new." Dogs had been an acquired taste, and while he didn't want more than one now, he still liked having Heart around. He wondered sometimes if he'd ever go back to never having one.
"I can do it the hard way, but this is certainly faster," He leaned back against the stone of the fireplace and watched her as he sipped the gin he'd poured himself, watching her, and perhaps trying to catalog her as a character, or maybe just enjoying the way she was smiling.
"We're from opposite sides of the country," he mused. "I've never been to Boston. New York once, a long time ago. What are you doing at Area 52. Or can you say?"